gordon coombes

Earthbound Angels: Doubting Angel Poem by gordon coombes

From Sun Flower Sutra of Siddhartha Gautamato Moses at Mount Sinaito the Nazarene's sermon on the mountto Mohammed's visionhearing the echoing of the Ram's Horncalling me to light candlesfor the Sabbatto partake of the Sederto atone for my sinsto await the coming of ElijahHis chair left emptythe door opened to welcome Him inin my doubt the promised landis denied to me.Wandering from Guru to Gurudrifting in & out of temples & churches praying to one Godpraying to a host of Godsdenying any & all Godsin an age of the Spiritual Smorgasbordlike a child set free in a candy storeis there anything there to offer more than momentary pleasurelike drowning mengrabbing onto anythingsomething just to ease the mindsomething just to ease the painor just more junk food for the imaginationto keep us busyto see the world through rose-colored glasses

'Don't worry, give yourself to God'one Guru says while anothersays give yourself to meditationto the Buddha or Krishnaor to a meaningless Mantra& ignore the world for its all an illusion anywayyour fears/ your pain/ your povertyyour hunger & the poor in the streets your greed/your lust/ your sinsyour Mercedes & your Condo your selfishness/your avariceyour back stabbing & your cowardice you can resolve it all in an hour of Meditationor after a deep massagedismissing it allas the turn of the Karmic Wheelas God's Will & what will be will be all action is dubious by naturetinkerings in the Karmic Machineryjust go Yogic Flyingsing gently to your giant mushroomslisten to your astrologerread Tarot cards & tea leaves contact your personal angelyour spiritual friend& your familiar spirit go astral travelingor table rappingsee forms of ectoplasmtake shape in the etheras you fast yourself into deliriumchant til the world begins to spinas angels & demons of your own making begin to appeartossing your Rune Stones & Yarrow Sticksor three coins to read the' I Ching'drawing Pentagrams on the floorusing a little of you & your friends bloodto summon foul smelling Demonsjust for the Hell of it for some excitement & entertainmentin the end turning Gold into Led-